tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93117892024-03-13T14:12:57.139-07:00Hot & Fresh (almost) Daily!Not even yearly anymore. But the memories remain.Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.comBlogger226125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-41179479830533775232007-02-05T00:50:00.000-08:002007-02-06T00:58:11.083-08:00What it feels like for girl who just wants to have funHas anyone else noticed just how many women out there profess not get along/trust with other women? The roommate (FB to those of you who've been reading for a while) mentions how at school he hears this all the time. Most of the girls in question are late teens/early twenties. This weekend, my dearest girlfriend (we used to call her The Princess 'round these parts) was detailing out her plans forJay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-54003343323521746132007-01-30T01:14:00.000-08:002007-01-30T11:53:58.803-08:00This End Up*How to start this one? I'll say it. I've found that in general, gays tend to discriminate against their own. At the core of it is an odd push and pull between the inclination to be a little feminine and the societal demand to "man up." There's no denying a general focus on appearance in the "mainstream" gay community. The pressure to look a certain way is very much like what women in our society Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-67679499411541960872007-01-26T01:42:00.000-08:002008-12-08T20:23:19.448-08:00Smirnoff on my windowShort but sweet tonight. (Like anyone reads a blog on Fridays...)Local vodka bandits (on hiatus since October 2005) are on a reunion tour. Last time around, they had one of the flavored ones. Now they've stepped down to the garden variety. Still a step up from Potter's vodka, though. Seriously, drinking Smirnoff out of a plastic bottle is like smoking Basic cigarettes in a soft pack instead of a Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-36550965765966780272007-01-25T00:15:00.000-08:002007-01-25T00:17:13.167-08:00Today was far less hectic than yesterday. FYI: the scorched wreck is still there. The traumatized driver left a note to try and make sure it wasn't towed. Probably needed the insurance pictures before letting it go to junk. I almost took a picture of the note, but I thought better of it. Then when my conscience was asleep, I took a break and went out with the camaraphone. Sadly, the note hadJay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1063675411310197872007-01-24T00:04:00.000-08:002008-12-08T20:23:19.609-08:00Burnt. Out.The car to my left was still smoking and spewing toxic ash when I passed it on my way in to work this morning. I felt like it looked for most of today. The phone on my desk wouldn't stop ringing and my boss (whose voice I love to hear say mean things about everyone else and then giggle) had laryngitis. The day was so busy and so nerve-racking that I almost didn't get to enjoy the fact that Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-79584857974792857692007-01-23T00:37:00.001-08:002007-01-23T00:37:31.469-08:00Monday evening (sort of) chatter...I used to have a five to seven minute walk to work. When I switched jobs in September, I began a daily ride on a bus that eventually ends up in Hollywood. The ride itself is usually no more than 15 minutes, twenty if there's extra pickups. I don't actually have to leave my house until about 7:45a, so oddly enough, I'm sleeping more. I attribute this to the fact that I let my waking distance Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-67437320696860262432006-12-28T16:14:00.000-08:002006-12-28T17:15:20.055-08:00Let's Hear It For...I'm not sure what that saddest thing about James Brown's death is. Fact 1: His death is making roughly the same headlines as Gerald Ford. Granted Ford wasn't an elected President and despite his nice-guy status, his wasn't a particularly distinguished run in office. But he was Commander-In-Chief nonetheless. But I've long resigned myself to the idea that celebrity trumps pretty much anything Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-64361746679740547122006-12-26T11:02:00.000-08:002006-12-26T16:30:36.173-08:00Post Christmas Clean-UpLong story short: I can't stand most of my family.This is why I spent yesterday in my pajamas, intermittently catching pieces of TBS' marathon of A Christmas Story and generally not thinking about the outside world - which is why I did't notice that my cell was going straight to voicemail because it wasnt charged and the home was going straight to voicemail because it's stupid like that. Damn Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1165558198599210482006-12-07T21:57:00.000-08:002006-12-09T10:29:18.356-08:00I hate goodbyes.Jeffrey (at left, aged about 3) was my mother's constant companion for a little over 16 years. My dad, my little sister and I picked him out at the pound one day and surprised Mom with him on her anniversary. He started out a backyard dog, moved indoors and became a little brother.In his 16 years with my family, he survived an earthquake. He survived other dogs moving on his territory. He Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1156190472711148262006-08-22T12:59:00.000-07:002010-02-12T01:53:34.403-08:00As a result of recent experiences, I’m establishing some strict policies if I ever open up a venue that hosts comedy and/or music. They are as follows:1. No children. We won’t ever be doing children’s amateur night, so there’s no reason to drag your kid out past his bedtime.2. Yes, we have a bar. Yes, you may drink. If you start talking loudly and bothering other patrons, we won’t throw you out. Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1156191106759015752006-08-21T19:00:00.000-07:002010-02-12T01:54:17.320-08:00I couldn’t figure out why people were giving me such funny looks when I announced excitedly, “I’m going to see Fantasia on Friday!” last week. Finally, one savvy person asked, “The movie or the singer?”Yikes. What a reputation killer that misunderstanding could be in some circles.J.Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1156120963906785342006-08-20T17:35:00.000-07:002006-08-21T10:32:57.293-07:00Snakes on a SundayReally, there isn’t much I could say about Snakes on a Plane that you couldn’t already guess. Basically, “More fun than you might think” is about all I’ve got to offer. If you think the idea’s hilarious, you’ve already seen it. If not, you probably won’t see I unless your boyfriend has a movie night when it hits DVD (assuming you’re together that long…). There’s snakes, a plane, Samuel L. JacksonJay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1155751923883042562006-08-16T11:06:00.000-07:002006-08-21T12:58:04.173-07:00Watch this space.Marquee view from the Loft at the The Troubadour.Stay tuned for the rundown.J.UPDATED (finally!) 08/21/06 :Drunken people and comedy don’t mix.Oh, don’t get me wrong – drunks can be very, very funny to watch and be around. But as audience members they suck. Some people seem to think that heckling is a sacred part of the comedic experience. And when full of cheap vodka, these folks very often takeJay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1155683800749200642006-08-15T16:11:00.000-07:002006-08-15T17:27:36.926-07:00When in doubt, use links.This one's gonna be short, so I'm use a lot of hyperlinks to dazzle...Is the term “Banana Republican” better suited to refer to our Log Cabin friends or the nice folks who fold shirts and lie to folks about the size of their asses down at our local mall? These are the things that keep me up at night and occupy me while I should be working. Hence why I am not upwardly mobile.Also: if anyone has Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1155236392536555872006-08-10T11:59:00.000-07:002006-08-10T12:04:21.443-07:00The Invisible LineMillion dollar question: At what point should one “Let things go,” or "Get over it”? Is there a table that breaks it down neatly? And who says that we shouldn’t “lower” ourselves to level of our enemies (or at least our annoyances) if just for the moment? What’s their basis for such an argument?What quantifies a “connection” or “friendship” or “relationship” after all, is nothing more besides ourJay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1155187298011196642006-08-09T23:44:00.000-07:002006-08-10T12:23:04.576-07:00Super-zeroes...Blogger and I are off to a rocky start this week. Tonight's the first time I've been able to get it to work since Monday. Still, by request, here's my return to observational blogging...Last Friday, I made a rare venture into WeHo. Normally, my observations involve twinks making spectacles of themselve. And while they were out in force at Micky's, they were far from the center of my attention. Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1154991369651689252006-08-07T15:46:00.000-07:002006-08-07T18:32:39.276-07:00Back By Popular Demand......or on the heels of the requests of some pushy Midwesterners (not to mention some Midwestern expats...). I thought about making my sabbatical an actual 30 days ( but a funny thing happened - I actually got the itch to write about things! So here I am. Since it's been a bit, I thought we could all use a little recap on what's gone down since last we all checked in to Chez Jay:Coming Down.I went Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1152081934470006912006-07-04T23:19:00.000-07:002006-07-04T23:45:34.566-07:00Cue the sirens."Today's the 4th of July/Another June has gone by/And when they light up our town I just think/What a waste of gunpowder and sky..."I passed a kid on the way to the gym yesterday in an Iron Maiden t-shirt. Do people still listen to that band or do they just sell the shirts at Hot Topic for posers? I mean, I doubt most of the folks in knockoff Betty Boop merchandise have ever seen an actual Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1151990822813709282006-07-03T21:52:00.000-07:002006-07-03T22:27:03.000-07:00I'm not dead!But, yeah, I kinda fell of the face of the Earth for a while there. It happens - more often lately than I'd like, but there ya go.Last Tuesday, I had another fab night out with the Midnight Movie MafiaTM. Of course we saw Superman Returns. Seeing as how it made a buttload and a half in the last week, I'll spare y'all the review. But I will give a highlight reel...Kate Bosworth & Brandon Routh Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1151043805918268332006-06-22T23:09:00.000-07:002006-06-22T23:23:25.996-07:00Thursday, take twoStupid Blogger ate two nice posts - one last night and another in the middle of today. (That's what I get for trying to avoid working, I guess.)I have been having the worst time waking up this week. Odd, because it's been years at this point since I've been able to sleep in past 8am on a good day and here I am, sleeping a good hour past my alarm clock. The bright side is twofold: A)I have a newJay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1150907616810519922006-06-21T12:46:00.000-07:002006-06-22T13:16:00.963-07:00Wednesday: Post 1oops!!I've been so thrown off this week. It's a rough life, with all the days off I've taken in the last month. This week is my first full workweek since mid-May. I woke up on Monday and almost stayed in bed - not out of laziness, but out of habit. I also managed to fast forward a week in my head. I thought Superman Returns was releasing today and that my plans for a midnight-ish screening were for Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1150443106229308252006-06-16T00:34:00.000-07:002006-06-22T13:26:11.113-07:00Squeeze the handle, blow out the candle...So I'm out of racist food pics for the time being. Instead I've got a slate of sexually suggestive food pics on tap. The current crop came from a candy store up in Sausalito - besides the obvious taffy jokes, there were plenty of unintentionally gay-themed candies. I'll be using them to spice up posts for the foreseeable future. The one to the right, duh! LEFT reminds of what I really want for myJay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1150357617064725042006-06-15T00:38:00.000-07:002006-06-15T00:46:57.373-07:00It's the tights, isn't it? In case you haven't been keeping track, here's the Hot & Fresh! Gay Geekly round-up:Superman isn't gay, although he may be Jesus. (Maybe Mel Gibson should direct the sequel.)Batwoman definitely is a lesbian. (Doesn't change the fact that outside of hardcore Batfreaks, most folks think that's a typo for Catwoman or a post-feminist Batgirl .)Spider-Man comes out. (He "swings" through New York all Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1150264438605500212006-06-13T22:17:00.000-07:002006-06-13T22:55:41.406-07:00Homecoming...(<= Brought to you in La$ Vega$ Drunk-O-Vision)Alas, all dreams must come to an end. And so it is that I must experience my last four-day workweek for some time. I've had a full month of three-or-more-day weekends and next weeke resumes my life as a full-timer. But I'm tanned, rested and $130 richer, beyotches! I was down to my last nickel on a penny machine when I hit a bonus game and got PAID!!Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9311789.post-1149866749463288632006-06-09T08:21:00.001-07:002006-06-11T22:06:35.976-07:00Before I head to Vegas......to gamble my birthday away, I leave you with this.I promise to get back to posting next week. Those racist food pics aren't going to post themselves!-J.Sponsored by the Turning 29 Tomorrow Committee.Jay Sixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05940284800021098885noreply@blogger.com1